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from France. )
And you know, I may be weird, but I can accept that. And you should know that despite everyone's belief that your temper is on the explosive side, you're quite a softhearted individual beneath that veneer.
( a pause followed. )
Take that as you will.
What can I say? I'm a coffee connoisseur.
( it was one of the few things he took pride in. as Bambietta enjoyed her own drink, he began to prepare his own. to no surprise, he went with the standard preparation of his favored cafe au lait. his focused poured into steaming the
( She watched him move around the room with a faintly skeptical look, still trying to decide whether his strange behavior was genuine or just another one of his little acts. The fact that he had gone out of his way to make something specifically suited to her tastes was
milk as not to burn it, then carefully blended the necessary ingredients before he took a seat directly across from his fellow quincy.
a slow sip followed and was accompanied by a delighted sigh. a perfect blend as always, but alas it would never be as good as a genuine blend
instead, he took a sweeter route for the curt-tempered cuirassier. a careful drizzle of caramel, two sugar cubes, and milk added to both level the temperature so it didn't scorch her mouth as well as lighten the harsh taste of ground coffee. )
Enjoy.
What can I say? The weirder I am around you, the more comfortable I am. Take it as a compliment.
( as he took the lead toward the commons area, his shoulders relaxed as his body moved in a slow and carefree fashion. as they filed in, he shot the quincy a languid glance over his
A parasite? At least youโre self-aware.
( Rolling her eyes, though she wouldnโt hide the small smile that slipped through. )
You really have a strange way of showing you consider someone a friend, you know that?
shoulder before he immediately took to prepping.
brews were a specific flavor profile, and everyone had their preference. someone as irascible as Bambietta seemed like a darker roast would be her preference, but that was the beauty of flavor profiles -- looks could be deceiving.
@QUINCYPRISONER If you say so...
( he didn't doubt that, but the inflection of his voice seemed to mask it as such. it was more entertaining to see her reaction. )
Maybe I'll put in a good word for you and the robot. Maybe, if I find myself in a generous enough mood.
so that she could order her own choice. )
I find myself curious as to what made you believe seeking out an individual from His Majesty's ranks to be a bright idea. It seems you're a risk taker, how uncharacteristic of someone as refined as you.
Not the answer I expected...
( his hands folded as he narrowed his gaze just a touch. it wasn't angry, it was merely an assessment. he was carefully analyzing the businesswoman before him to make sure that what she had to say, was indeed something she felt. there had been rumors
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โ don't put your faith in me ; i myself don't have that much power , i'm afraid, โ she replies honestly , sighing in a most resigned manner. โ yet , that doesn't mean that i will allow myself to crumple up and die either. โ
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lot, Miss Baudelaire.
( with a languid motion, he finished his first drink, then met the gaze of the wait staff to put an order in for yet another one. )
Please include in whatever my business associate will have, s'il te plaรฎt.
( it was then he left the floor open to Marianne
@QUINCYPRISONER ( something amused found its way to his features, the type of look a hunter might have when he found his prey's weakness. nevertheless... )
And you wouldn't even consider me? Pity, I'm sure you'd love the laboratory I use for my poisons.
@QUINCYPRISONER You don't think I'm handsome? Funny, because you found yourself awfully flustered the other day with me.
( a pseudo-innocent twitch of his lips followed at the statement before he proceeded. )
But my, you don't find Haschwalth handsome? He's not my type, but I see the appeal.
@QUINCYPRISONER ( baffled by the answer, he had to pause before he nodded. BG9 seemed somehow fitting. Cang Du, not so much, but he supposed he could get the appeal. she seemed to have a penchant for the stoic. )
You'd pick the robot over me? Ow, my heart...
@QUINCYPRISONER Are you trying to convince me? Or are you trying to convince yourself?
( his head lolled to the side, a flicker of amusement evident in his eyes. )
If you decided you wanted a different warden, who would you choose?
@QUINCYPRISONER Don't worry, me too. I prefer control to come naturally, not assigned.
( a guffaw left his lips, but he did his best to compose himself. )
They both don't want you? Pity.